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| Farmer | Oh no...he's bought the farm...well...not really in either sense. | ||||||||||||
| "Shall I write in my diary before I go to bed?" | |||||||||||||
| His parents have sent him off to take care of their ranch. Will he be able to manage the farming, crops, stock and finding a wife!? Even have children! (in less then two years of course) |  |
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| Weapon: Axe Best Weapon: Golden Axe Magic Specialty: The power of love and healing In-battle special: Harvest! Area special: Harvest! Personal Opinion: Use him! Use him in your party for crying out loud! Special abilities: Sow, Chop wood, Break stones, Lay fences, Water vegetables, Harvest vegetables, Milk cows, Cut grass, Fill watering can, Pick up dog and put him somewhere stupid |
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| Back to the RPG page Back to RPG Lite Back to the Harvest Moon page! |
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LightSoul: Hey, man! I'm here for the tour of the ranch! It's part of my punishment for something I'd rather not go into right now... | ||||||||||||
| Here for the tour? Okay, let's begin! First, the milking shed. These are my cows, Meat, Lean, Beef, Rump and Cowy! Say hi! | |
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LightSoul: What odd names. I say, do you have plans to take them to the meat rendering plant? | ||||||||||||
| If only there was on in this game...Wait, uh...I mean, NO WAY! These cows are my babies! Oh no...affection rating lowering... | |
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LightSoul: You've got the cows, chickens and potatoes. Why don't you open your own McDonalds...you could call it HickDonalds! | ||||||||||||
| Just because I'm a farmer doesn't mean I'm a hick, y'hear!? Now get offa mah propertay before ah blast ya away with mah rifle gun! | |
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LightSoul: I don't think I remember that tool when I played this game...if only this took place on the mean streets of NYC... | ||||||||||||